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Picking up the Pieces

Picking up the Pieces

by: Cassandra Peak

My mind is a labyrinth and beyond
Some ask questions but I don’t respond
Thoughts race going 200 miles per hour
I wish sometimes I could be a flower
Everything in life seems to consume
Keep forging on to another room
Broken ideas laid on the floor
Time to pick them up and walk thru the door

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Noble Member
2 years ago

Amazing and lovely!!!

Noble Member
2 years ago

Awesome poem!!

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